Love hurts,
Especially when it doesn't work out right,
And you can't escape it throughout the night,
In the darkness it creeps and eats at your heart,
The slow form of suicide into the dark,
Filling your mind and heart full of sorrow,
Slowly through darkness it will follow.
Devouring your soul and peace of mind,
Why is this world so unkind?
Jealousy to hate,
Is not my fate.
The tears I cry,
Will never die.
My heart may beat though not quite right;
I can't escape it throughout the night,
Sleep should be a peaceful thought,
Not a battle you know of not.
Another day comes to close,
Will I face my darkness woes?
Cover of Margaret Atwood's Cat's Eye
one of the best books I've read
2 comments:
You are definitely demented, but then again, so am I every now and then.
wow, i really enjoy reading this poem, something i can relate so very much. love does hurts. i was hurt once. so readin this poem bought me back to my experience. but i realized they are always reasons why every relationships end. i realized there will always be a beggining and at ending in everything we face in life. just learned not to DWELL ON THE PASTSO MUCH.
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